jordynsaelor

duckies in the snow/flakies falling to the flow

The stream’s iced over and the fishies rove safe in the shadows from hungry plover

Storm Call

you ever wondered if you could eat lightning, then leak it between your teeth like crushing consonants, what words it would make?

Seizing Sunlight

Planet of mine, I don’t know why we speak like you can hear us and answer in our tongue–we are the children of your dirt who haven’t touched home in generations, we are the choir of your winds,

From, New York Your laugh echoes in my heart and you’re wild in my art, even now, when I’ve been on this road for months of missing and still wanting– a year ago, I couldn’t sleep for fear of demons drooling under the bed, now I can’t sleep cuz their memories haunt every place IContinue reading “To, New York”

Winter’s Knees

Weep winter’s knees Slice summer’s eyes Make of the seasons Saturn’s corpse (the mythology guy, not the planet), stop the orbits in their habits and freeze time for me, sometime between spring, monsoon and polar freeze– last night in a dream you told me I must leave, pick up my happiness and plant it elsewhereContinue reading “Winter’s Knees”

So…Exciting News…

My book, Graveyard of Lullabies, was chosen for the Bootcamp Mentoring Program on Wattpad in preparation for the 2023 Watty awards. Why is this exciting? Well, for the next several weeks, an award winning writer is dedicated to giving feedback on my story! I have faced many frustrations while trying to find feedback for myContinue reading “So…Exciting News…”

The Sand Witch’s Familiar/Croissant Crab

This witch lives in a castle just above the tideline, the sun rises from the yeast and wakes her crusty eyes. She goes out, collecting jellyfish for breakfast, tuna for lunch, but most of the morning she loafs around with Crissy the croissant crab, her best friend and familiar. Sammy the sand witch and CrissyContinue reading “The Sand Witch’s Familiar/Croissant Crab”

Thank You for Being Mine

Thank you for being mine Like I ever owned you Like I could’ve kept you safe Like you were more than some stones and paint meant to keep me safe through long nights, I know it might sound silly but objects in my orbit have feelings– the walls shiver when you whisper, “you are importantContinue reading “Thank You for Being Mine”

What Mere Magic Is This?

The title for this song came about when I was listening to the last 2 minutes or so and the different sections fit together in an unexpected way, and my reaction was

Cloud Nine/Cyclic

Rains fall to seas, sink thousand years to deepest reef, then dance up to sky. *** Ps, Cloud Nine and Cyclic are only 2 possible themes of this haiku. Buy me a pizza